luck on thursday

"Poor ghost! Did you take my phone away?!" He no longer pretended to call Lun politely, but directly opened his mouth with an ugly nickname.

Aya couldn't hold back at first, her eyes widened in disbelief.

"Val? Why do you say that about Joe?!"

Neither that terrible name nor the unwarranted slander should come out of his mouth!

Val rushed over and stood in front of Lin Qingyang: "Who didn't take it from him? I just went to the toilet. Did a thief enter the store?"

The charge was too uncomfortable, and Lin Qingyang couldn't help retorting: "Why would I take your mobile phone? Don't I have one!"

Val glanced at him contemptuously: "It's just your phone for the elderly. My phone is a new model that just came out this year. Even if I sell it after two months, it will cost a lot... Aren't you short of money? Even a few coins You care so much, you don’t want to take such a new phone?”

"Give it back to me quickly."

While talking, Val wanted to touch Lin Qingyang's pocket.

Lin Qingyang quickly took a few steps back and warned him: "Searching without permission violates human rights, Mr. Monroe!"

Val didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he grabbed Lin Qingyang by the collar: "Hand over my phone!"

Lin Qingyang is not without temper. In the past few days at work, Val Ming secretly mocked him and never said good things, as if he could stay here only because of his good-looking face, not his hard work .

Val also said some nasty things to him in secret before, but most of them were secretly said in secret, Lin Qingyang pretended not to hear it, it was a good job after all, and he didn't intend to ruin his job because of this kind of thing.

But pouring dirty water on his head is not something that can be tolerated!

Lin Qingyang knocked off his hand indifferently: "Monroe, show the evidence."

"Evidence is needed for this? Look at how poor you are..."

At first, Val Monroe thought that Lin Qingyang was a rich young master who came to experience life. Although the clothes he wore were dull in color and old-fashioned, they were barely regarded as the young master's tattered clothes to hide his identity... He didn't expect it to be Really poor!

The sound of moving the chair came, and the two turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw Aya pick up a mobile phone from the gap between the chair and the counter with a cold face, and put it heavily on the counter: "Val, is this you?" of?"

The frozen atmosphere was slightly unsealed, and Val let out a short breath from his nasal cavity.

He let go of his hand and reached for the mobile phone. Lin Qingyang's voice became cold behind him, imitating his tone and saying: "Do you think you should apologize to me?"

"I apologize to you? Why should I apologize to you. I was the one who almost lost my phone, not you."

Val snatched the phone from Aya's hand, pressed it twice, and took out the earphone cable from his pocket to plug it back in.

Lin Qingyang sharpened her back molars, and suddenly found a small gap in her back molars, which was a bit sharp.

He calculated the daily wages that the store manager paid him, and then calculated the money he could make in a week, the money he could make in a month... Val's little provocation seemed worthless.

He took a deep breath, at this time Aiya came over and asked him softly if he would like to order the leftover pasta together. Should be good too.

"It can also save a dinner, can't it?" Aya blinked at him, "It's very troublesome to go back to cook and wash the dishes every day, even if it's only for one person."

Lin Qingyang had all her bags on her back, and was a little hesitant when she heard Aiya's invitation.He has been using the convenience store for dinner these days, but the bread is easy to get tired after a few days, and he doesn't want to spend money on other food, so he can save more if he can.

He hesitated for a while, and Aya saw it, and shook the unsealed meat sauce packet: "Anyway, these materials have to be disposed of, even Manager Charlie said that they can be eaten in the store... Come on? "

"……All right."

They talked and laughed and cooked a large bowl of bolognese noodles, and brought them to the small table for lunch.

When he just sat down, Val pulled a stool and sat down as if nothing had happened: "Do you mind if I eat a little?"

The clerks also eat lunch in the store at noon, otherwise they have to spend their own money to eat outside - not much cheaper than in the store, and it takes time to go back and forth.

So they decided to take turns cooking, and it happened to be Lin Qingyang's turn at noon, and Aya was helping her hand, handing something or something from time to time, while Val sat on the chair next to the table, and when he saw the guests coming, he yelled inside to let them Let go of your work.

Lin Qingyang and Aiya don't really like other people's gestures of stretching out their hands for food, but since Val is a relative of the store manager, it's not easy to say anything about him, so they just let him go in silence.

Aya glanced at him, pointed to the plate and fork not far away: "Your things are over there."

Val just sat down and had to stand up again. When he walked over to get something, he muttered in his mouth, not knowing what he was talking about.

Lin Qingyang decided to finish eating early and leave early. Although Miss Lima is a gentle and kind girl, Mr. Monroe is really not easy to get along with.

Seeing that Val was about to step over to get something, he reached out and lifted his stool, and moved it to the side.

Who knew that the legs of the stool hooked the legs of the table, and there were several cardboard boxes stacked on the other side of the legs of the table. Lin Qingyang's movement was like knocking down the dominoes in the first link. Stumbling around, Val was even more caught off guard. He tripped over the edge of the cardboard box and jumped forward with one hand on the skewer machine!

Boom! ! !

Val was caught off guard and tripped. The skewer machine without oil inside was much lighter than usual. Val hooked it and flipped the whole thing out of the counter. With everyone watching, it hit the ground heavily and sunk!

"what!"

Aya screamed and jumped aside!

Val seemed to be scalded by boiling water, jumped up from the ground in an instant, and also screamed: "It's not me!"

He suddenly turned his head to look at Lin Qingyang, Lin Qingyang looked confused, he pulled over his collar and pressed down hard: "You knocked me down! You are responsible!"

"Wait, this..." Lin Qingyang hadn't figured out the situation, and Val almost pressed his face into the skewer machine.

He struggled to push Val away, Monroe waved his hand back vigorously, fell backwards with an unstable center of gravity, and sat heavily on an overturned cardboard box. all over the place.

"you……"

Val sat on the ground and didn't realize it. When he came back to his senses, he blurted out a curse, which was nothing more than greeting Lin Qingyang's parents and even his non-existent dog.

Lin Qingyang didn't come back to his senses, his body seemed to have moved automatically, and he punched him.

The manager of the fried skewer shop originally just wanted to come back and take a look around, and take the key to lock the shop door by the way.

He has always been very reassuring about his employees, especially one of his nephews... and two hardworking shop assistants.

They'd already finished packing materials and counters by this time of the day, and Aya might be mopping the marble countertops at the front desk, while Joe should be tying garbage bag knots.

Instead, as it is now, the two young boys in the store were wrestling together, and Miss Lima hid aside, holding the phone in her hand, terrified not knowing whether to call the hospital or the police station!

"Stop!!! Stop for me!"

The rather kind store manager screamed when he saw the materials all over the floor, and rushed over to separate the two. At this moment, Lin Qingyang put his foot on Val's leg and kicked him back a few steps.

He can't say well about his own situation. Lin Qingyang is about the same age as Val, but Val, who is completely Western-looking, is much taller than Lin Qingyang in terms of physique. If it weren't for the scattered materials in the store, Lin Qingyang might have to He was pushed to the ground and beaten.

"What's going on? Ah! Talk!" The store manager dragged the two of them over and stood facing each other.

Val was panting heavily, half of his phone fell out of his trouser pocket, the headphone cable fell out loosely, there were a few unclear footprints on his trousers, and his chin was a little red and swollen.

"He pushed me on purpose," Mr. Monroe preempted, pointing at Lin Qingyang gloomily, "I wanted to go and get my plate, but he pushed me, and then I fell, dragging this off..."

He pointed to the crooked skewer machine that was half-dented on the ground.

The store manager hadn't noticed anything wrong with the messy scene, so he followed Val's line of sight and took a deep breath: "!!!"